Sunday Prompts

I am held prisoner by your skin

LITTER

Things can be too still, the woods

BUTTS

I have a prosthetic soul

PLASTIC BOTTLES

I thought, a dog barking, something fallen, broken

NET

She carried a spotless white glove

LID

I am standing where I stood before

SWEET-WRAPPER




An old lover, a glass of wine, crisps

MOIST

Steam hisses, smells rise, people scurry

NEEDLE

The red stripes are blood, the rest peppermint

PLASTIC

I exist. I need to live.

PHONE

"I think, therefore I am." >> "I remember thinking. Therefore I am me."

Not Just Somerset



TEETH

I sink into your helplessness, dying

He was brown, but a new brown, a brown brown, different.